"Uncle Yuming, look, my cousin wants to rush over and beat me, wuwuwu~ It's not that I don't want to go to Uncle Yuming's house, I'm afraid that after I go there, my cousin will beat me, wuwuwu, Ayan is so scared~" Feng Jiuyan complained with sobs.

Zhang Chong and Zhang Xiaowu looked at each other and unconsciously touched their arms which were covered with goose bumps.

It's so terrible!

Song Ning's eyes sparkled as he looked at Feng Jiuyan with admiration.

She is worthy of being Sister Feng. She is good at both housework and government work, capable of both literature and martial arts, and can even pretend to be weak and strike back at the enemy.

She needs to study hard!

Like his sister, Song Chen looked at Feng Jiuyan with more and more admiration.

Before Song Yuming could speak, Feng Jiuyan squeezed out a few more tears, wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and sobbed, "Uncle Yuming, they still don't have to kneel down and apologize. Well, it doesn't matter to our family, it really doesn't matter. Woo woo woo~"

Strings of tears fell like they were free.

Song Yuming couldn't bear to see Feng Jiuyan like this.

What a fragile and pitiful little girl! He believed that the man would be very satisfied with the goods this time.

By then, will his career still need to be considered?

Song Yuming was overjoyed and extremely excited.

He quickly adjusted his expression, pressed down the corners of his mouth that were unconsciously raised, and with a gloomy face and a stern tone, he shouted loudly: "Brother-in-law, Qingyun, why don't you kneel down and apologize quickly? Don't you want me to take care of you in the future?"

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Feng Er's body trembled violently. She knew very well that her brother was a man of his word.

If you really make them angry, then they really will not care about their family.

When Mrs. Feng Er thought of the miserable life in exile, her heart was gripped tightly.

What did this little humiliation matter as long as her brother could save their family from suffering exile?

Thinking of this, she hurriedly pulled the corners of Feng Erye and Feng Qingyun's clothes, and the two looked down at her. Madam Feng Er gently shook her head, signaling the two not to be impulsive.

Feng Qingyun and Master Feng Er instantly understood what Madam Feng Er meant. After an intense inner struggle, Master Feng Er and Feng Qingyun slowly knelt down.

The family of three kowtowed three times towards the direction of Feng Jiuyan's family, and said reluctantly, "It was all our fault before. We beg sister-in-law/auntie, Ayan, and Ali to forgive the mistakes we made."

After saying that, the three of them raised their eyes and stared at Feng Jiuyan hatefully. The overwhelming hatred in their eyes could not be concealed no matter what.

Feng Jiuyan was not afraid at all. The second branch's family had long been resentful of her family, so this one thing was not a big deal.

She would rather vent her anger than let the second wife's family plot against her in vain.

If you want to use her to gain benefits, you will have to pay a price!

Feng Jiuyan poked her little head out from behind Song Yuming, puffing up her fair and tender face, and whined, "Hmph, then for the sake of Uncle Yuming, I'll forgive you for now. If you do it again next time, I will never forgive you!"

After saying that, Feng Jiuyan clenched his fist and waved it in the direction of the second family.

In the eyes of people who don’t know her, such as Song Yuming, they would only think that Feng Jiuyan is extremely cute and a little fierce, and they would not take her words to heart at all.

Therefore, in the subsequent actions, when Madam Feng II instructed Song Yuming, Song Yuming just thought that his sister was making a fuss. Feng Jiuyan looked like a weak, harmless and pretty girl, and posed no threat at all.

So after he fell into this incident, it was too late for him to regret.

Of course, this is a later story, so let’s not talk about it for now.

Therefore, Feng Jiuyan's family, Huahua, the second family, as well as Zhang Chong, Zhang Xiaowu, and several officials including Meng Liang were invited to Song Yuming's house.

The brother and sister Song Chen and Song Ning were left in the post station, responsible for looking after the purchased daily necessities and all matters related to feeding the arrogant donkey.

After passing through those noisy and bustling streets, we turned into a relatively quiet alley, where villas stood in an orderly manner.

The luxurious atmosphere of these villas can be felt at a glance.

The materials used in the building are all of the highest quality. The carefully selected marble inlaid on the walls exudes a delicate luster; the roof is covered with gorgeous tiles, colorful and shining.

One can tell at a glance that the people living on this street are either rich or noble.

Soon, Song Yuming and his group stopped in front of a villa.

The gate of the courtyard is extremely exquisite, made of precious wood, and carved by skilled craftsmen to present exquisite patterns and lines. In front of the gate are stone lions with unique shapes, which are lifelike and seem to be guarding the courtyard.

The Song family servant stepped forward and knocked on the heavy door.

Soon, the gate of the courtyard was opened from the inside. The servant guarding the gate came forward and said respectfully, "Sir, you are back."

"Well, is everything arranged?" Song Yuming asked.

"In reply to your words, sir, everything has been arranged as you instructed, and we are just waiting for the arrival of the distinguished guest."

Madam Feng Er stared at Song Yuming with a puzzled look on her face, and asked in confusion: "Brother, didn't you agree to return to your house before? Why did you come to this villa now?"

Song Yuming had a warm smile on his face and said in a calm tone, "Haha, your sister-in-law likes quietness and is not used to living in crowded places. Therefore, I have to ask you to stay in this courtyard for the time being. Please rest assured, Song has already asked the servants to prepare all the food and accommodation, and I hope you don't mind."

Although Song Yuming was only the deputy commander of Qingzhou City, his father-in-law was Feng Wanguang, the governor of Qingzhou City.

A provincial governor is a fourth-rank official who holds great power. Even if the prince of the current dynasty comes, he has to give him some face.

Therefore, no one dared to offend Song Yuming.

Meng Liang and the other officials were flattered. They clasped their hands together and said with a smile, "No, no, you are too polite, Brother Song. All this is thanks to Brother Song, otherwise we would still have to stay in this simple post station."

"Oh hahaha, we are all brothers, no need to be polite. In this case, please follow me into the courtyard."

Song Yuming said, and then took the lead and walked in front, leading Feng Jiuyan and others into the courtyard.

After the group entered the villa, the villa's housekeeper trotted over.

The butler walked up to Song Yuming respectfully and greeted the group.

Song Yuming pointed at the butler and said, "This is Butler Li from the other courtyard. If you need anything, just tell him."